World of Immortals

Sealed into the stone gate by the kings, Xiao Chen held a stone pot and faced the phantom, shrouded in double terror. It can be said that one of his feet has stepped into hell.

The phantom sticks out its palm and grabs it forward slowly. You can clearly see black lines interweaving between its palms and fingers. It is the orderly reorganization and arrangement. Even if the stone man king is hit by it, he will fall.

However, Xiao Chen showed no fear and remained motionless. The closer he was to the critical moment of life and death, the more relaxed he became. Maybe it was because he knew that he had no hope of surviving, and he didn't care about anything.

Dodging is useless, unless the little stone emperor regenerates, he can overwhelm the phantom! Otherwise, this powerful phantom would be invincible all over the world, and even the kings would not be able to really kill it.

The big hand that was slowly grabbed, although there was no energy fluctuation, it made people breathless. This is the real supreme coercion.

Xiao Chen is like a fossil, confronting it, covered in cold sweat, fearless in his heart, but his body is out of his control, reacting instinctively, enduring the invisible "potential".

The devil's claw finally stopped in front of Xiao Chen, and then grabbed the stone pot in his hand as fast as lightning.

"crash"

The sound of the iron chains in the stone jar rang non-stop from beginning to end, deafening like a terrible magic sound.

This is what Moying cares about!

"boom"

The phantom snatched the stone pot from Xiao Chen's hand, and held it firmly in his hand. The thin black thread between his fingers covered the stone pot like a layer of tulle. It wanted to refine the mysterious stone pot.

"Rumble..."

Although the stone jar was no more than palm height, it seemed that there were thousands of troops galloping inside, vibrating repeatedly in the hands of the phantom, and flowing out mysterious brilliance.

"boom"

The phantom smashed the stone pot to the ground, stepped on it, and rolled it fiercely, bursting out with incomparable terror and power, just the breath made people tremble, and the aftermath directly sent Xiao Chen flying.

He wanted to destroy the tank, but the big foot rolled over and over again, the stone tank rubbed against the ground, making a "creaking" sound, flying out a string of sparks and a terrifying curse force.

But the stone jar under the phantom's feet is hard to damage, without any scars, and the curse power that rushed out of the stone pouch has nothing to do with phantom.

"Roar……"

The phantom roared, and thin black threads rushed out of its body like silk, wrapping around the stone pot on the ground.

Xiao Chen was shocked, he didn't know why the phantom was so impatient, it seemed that he couldn't wait, and wanted to destroy the stone pot in an instant.

However, all of this is beyond his control right now, he walked forward step by step, seeing that the phantom did not stop him, he began to stride forward, wanting to leave here quickly.

This is a ruin, and the visibility is very low. I don't know what kind of fog it is, and even Xiao Chen's delusion-breaking eyes successfully block it.

It was a hundred feet away, but the phantom didn't respond at all. Xiao Chen immediately sped up, turned into a beam of light, and fled away.

Misty, endless black fog, broken walls and ruins everywhere on the ground, the area seen is roughly the same.

Xiao Chen felt that he flew a hundred thousand miles away, and landed in an instant, he wanted to hide in the ruins temporarily. But after landing on the ground, he was sweating profusely, and his expression changed suddenly.

It was still the ruins, as if it had never left.

Turning his head to wait and see, he could vaguely see that the phantom was still there, smashing the stone jar, trying to destroy it.

This shocked Xiao Chen quite a bit. Just now he flew out for a hundred thousand miles, why did he come back to the original point?

This time, he didn't fly into the air, but galloped on the ground. The speed of the eight phases was unparalleled in the world, comparable to the flying speed of the stone man king.

All kinds of ruins retreated rapidly, the wind was fierce, and the black mist billowed. Xiao Chen ran for 30,000 miles, and didn't stop until he felt that he had left the area just now.

However, the black mist blew away, and when he looked at the surrounding scene again, he couldn't help being stunned. He returned to the original point, and could sense the majestic momentum of the ghost behind him.

How can this be? !

He felt chills running down his spine. This place was too evil. He absolutely left here just now. During the gallop, he could clearly perceive everything on both sides of the road.

Obviously changed the place, why did it return to the original point when it finally stopped? !

Illusion, is it an illusion?

Xiao Chen had a bad feeling in his heart, the world inside Shimen was very evil, he didn't know what went wrong.

This time, he no longer flew or ran, but walked forward on foot.

Except for the sound of the phantom smashing the stone pot behind him, and the trembling sound of the iron chain inside the stone pot, there was no other sound in this ruin.

Xiao Chen walked away step by step, without turning back to watch the phantom, the ruins under his feet kept receding. After walking for a few miles, he saw many architectural relics, all of which were in the style of the ancient times, and even after countless years passed, they have not disappeared.

He didn't feel confused by the illusory scene, all of this should be real, why did he just return to the original point? Xiao Chen stopped here, he wanted to confirm something.

Sure enough, when he stopped, he returned to the original point, which made people crazy. Could it be that he could only move forward and not stop?

Going forward in this way, where will it reach, and what is the significance?

Xiao Chen didn't act recklessly in the end, there was a mysterious force covering him here, I'm afraid no matter how he tried to escape, he couldn't succeed.

He tore off a few strands of hair, and controlled them to turn into streams of light and rush towards different directions. After two hours passed, he didn't know how many thousands of miles they flew away before he stopped controlling them.

As he expected, all the strands of hair suddenly appeared between his fingers.

This is absolute suppression, unable to break through effectively, all of this must be due to the existence of the phantom, how could he be allowed to leave just like that!

"this……"

Xiao Chen was surprised to find that the strands of hair that flew back between his palms were finally reborn on his head, completely restored.

"etc……"

He immediately thought of a certain possibility. Could it be that the reason why the phantom is invincible and indelible has something to do with it? In addition to restricting freedom, is there a mysterious power here that can make everything "return to the original point"? If so, that would be incredible.

What kind of place is this place? With a look of surprise and uncertainty, Xiao Chen cut his wrist and let a little bit of blood flow down. However, soon all the blood flowed back, and his wound healed automatically, returning to its original state.

If it has been proven, this place is full of demonic powers, making it hard to understand. It's just that I don't know whether the power of the evil spirits belongs to the ruins, or it comes from the penetration of the phantom.

If it came from the ruins, then the source should be within a few hundred feet, because Xiao Chen discovered that he could stop at any place within a few hundred feet, and he would be forcibly pulled back after exceeding this range.

He was searching carefully, trying to find something.

"crack, crack, crack"

Just ahead, there was a flame burning in a dilapidated stone house. Xiao Chen strode here, and when he looked in, his color suddenly changed.

The blue flames shone with a gloomy light, without any heat coming out, instead there were bursts of cold breath flowing, the fire in the stone house was not burning wood, but a few arms!

Xiao Chen's scalp felt numb all of a sudden, and the arms of several stone men piled up together in the dilapidated stone house were actually set alight as ordinary firewood. This kind of scene makes people feel creepy.

Bite the bullet and walk in, the place is extremely cold, and the arms have been burning for tens of thousands of years, and it seems that they can burn forever.

"boom"

All of a sudden, his eardrum was almost cracked, and the phantom entered the dilapidated stone house at some point, and smashed the stone jar heavily into the fire, causing three of its arms to break immediately.

The phantom ignored Xiao Chen, and seemed to melt the stone pot with evil flames. He sat cross-legged in front of the fire, spit stars, moon and stars, and began to refine the pot.

"crash"

The movement inside the stone jar became louder and louder, the iron chain seemed to be torn off at any moment, and the unknown existence was about to break free.

Xiao Chen gradually understood that Moying regarded him as meat on a chopping board, and was not in a hurry to kill him. He stood in the stone house for a moment, then turned and walked out.

In the front, it was quite silent, without any sound, and the sound from the phantom and the stone pot in the rear also disappeared suddenly, and could not be transmitted here.

After arriving here, the black mist became more dense, billowing and turbulent. Without hesitation, Xiao Chen strode into the place where the black mist was the thickest.

Although the surrounding area is full of rubble, there is a complete hall here, surrounded by black mist and gloomy, which is very different from other places.

Xiao Chen walked in, advancing step by step, and went deep inside. The hall was very gloomy, except for the echo of his own footsteps, there was no other sound.

This place seems to be very empty, and there is no sense of any existence. Although it is only a big hall, it makes Xiao Chen feel like a boundless big world.

"boom"

Suddenly, a dazzling green flame ignited, lighting up the dark hall in an instant.

Xiao Chen was shocked, this time there were five stone bones in the burning fire!

This is too terrifying, five stone bones are actually used as burning materials...

"What?!"

The five stone bones were not the most shocking, the expression on Xiao Chen's face froze instantly, behind the blazing fire, there was a figure sitting cross-legged quietly.

An icy and bone-chilling breath is being emitted there, black mist is lingering, flames are shining, and a few strands of slender long hair are fluttering.

It's not stone hair, it's normal black hair, dancing in the mist and firelight, all hazy.

Xiao Chen stepped back a few big steps, and he found that it was a body of flesh and blood!

impossible!

He couldn't believe it, if there was a strong person here, he would naturally be a person no lower than the stone king, but... how could it be a person of flesh and blood?

Even the Little Stone Emperor couldn't last forever, so how could anyone else survive?

Xiao Chen stabilized his mind, bypassed the fire, and walked forward. Under the cover of green fire and mist, the figure sitting cross-legged became more and more misty and mysterious.

Xiao Chen stretched out his faint spiritual thoughts, and felt that the side was cold, he hesitated a little, then strode up to him, stretched out a palm, and put it on the man's shoulder.

A few strands of slender hair fluttered, but the tentacles felt cold. This should be a corpse!

Xiao Chen heaved a sigh of relief, the little Stone Emperor had fallen, and he didn't believe that anyone could live forever in that realm.

"boom"

The flames danced for a while, and suddenly rose to a height of several meters.

At the same time, Xiao Chen's face changed instantly, and his heart shook violently. He felt a hand resting on his shoulder, exuding a warm breath, and his posture should be exactly the same as that of him resting on the corpse.